GUTS

**Credits to the owner of the picture

  LIES. What are these stuff anyway? A bunch of pain in the butt. head and heart. Most importantly, the heart. The heart is a vital organ that pumps blood, which is needed by our body. It is also the organ being blamed whenever we fall inlove although the truth is the heart doesn’t really have anything to do about it.

Anyway, What are Lies? Lies LIES

According to google a lie is FALSE statement that is made to deceive. (The definition kinda hurts, but that’s the truth about lies) So if that is the meaning of a ‘lie’, then ‘lies’ is the plural form of the word lie, which simply means lie1 + lie2 + … + lien  = lies. If a lie could hurt how about a lot more lies?

What would you do?

Well here are some approaches people do whenever someone is lying at them:

[a] Cry on one corner.

[b] Slap the person who lied to you angry-girlfriend style

[c] Simply catch the person and then turn tables (or flip if you want to).

[d] I believe in karma, let them lie let them die.

Why lie? If you’re simply prolonging the agony? What if the truth absolutely hurts? I still don’t see enough reason to lie, to falsify. I know what I am saying. Been there, done that. I still can’t see the reason why lie.

I know how it feels to lie and eat my own dust. Make a fool out of myself. I also know how it feels to be fooled (makes me sing can’t believe that I’m a fool again), it simply sucked.

One example, why should you say you love someone if you never felt it? To make him feel good? While eating your own guilt and swallowing your own conscience? Even though your actions doesn’t really show love for the person, you’ll still say you love him? And then reason out ‘‘that’s how I display my love for him’’. Pathetic.

I honestly know when someone is lying and the approach I do? Turning tables okay to be honest I flip the table. I love it when the liar is shrinking in front of me. I feel like a queen.

I want nothing but your smile

I’d rather lose my lucky pin

I’d trade my favourite noodles for it too

I want nothing but your smile

I’d rather not eat for the whole day

Than to see you frown

I’d rather be the one in pain

Than to see you hospitalized

  I know it sounds knots

Even if the you will never find out about this

I still want nothing but your smile

I don’t care if you’re prettier than me in a dress

Although your fats over flow

I’d still say that you made my heart stop

You may have the worst fashion sense

Combine checkered and stripes

Wear knee high socks and cargo shorts

What the heck

I’d still love to see you in those pink clothes of yours

I won’t laugh at you I swear

  I want nothing but your smile

I’d rather lose my lucky pin

I’d trade my favourite noodles for it too

I want nothing but your smile

I’d rather not eat for the whole day

Than to see you frown

Stolen glances

Stolen kisses

Some of things that I don’t wanna miss

I hate it when you’re near

Cause I’m melting my dear

I hate it when you’re far

Cause I have no idea where you are

But what I hate the most

Is when everything is over

And I don’t know if my heart would say game over

Wait

Flashback

Rewind

We’re you ever mine?

I don’t know

But I do care

I miss you anyway

I hate this part

This part that I would linger

Make me remember

Of those awkward moments of us walking together

Nonsense fights

Childish games

Simple gestures telling me that you care

Hehehehehe *smile*

What happened?

Nothing

N-O-T

N-O-T

N-O-T-H-I-N-G

I’m left with nothing but memories

Oh well

That’s life if you would really want to be with me

You’ll find a way

How do you say that you’ve moved on?

When you don’t think of him anymore?

When you never mentioned him?

When you can stand a day without  him?

When you forgot about his favourite color?

When you think about yourself more?

When is it over?

When you accepted the truth that you were never meant for each other?

When sleeping is easier now, because you do not think of him before you sleep?

I wonder.. How many times should I hit my head So that I would wake up in the reality That there is no real Romeo, Prince Philip, or even Edward Cullen No Romeo to wait for me on the balcony Where looking at each other would make us feel better No Prince Philip to share with me that “true love’s kiss” And would end up my fairy tale dreams No Edward Cullen to protect me And would desire to live our endless lives together

But then I looked at you and I realized something Why should I be envy of Juliet? Because of Romeo? Why should I wish to find a Prince Philip that Aurora already has? Why would I want to be Bella? To have a protector-vampire-lover named Edward Cullen? If those three personas are just fictional characters

While YOU are there A real life leading man who never did anything But still makes me weak The person who made me complete in times when I felt I am not The one who made me feel special Although I am just ordinary

Juliet, Aurora, Bella never felt your hugs and kisses But I’m the lucky girl who felt them Especially when I’m in tears However these fictional characters are together until infinity While I am here sitting inside this library writing my reflection Reminiscing each memory of our “Once upon a time” that never reached its “Happily ever after”